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[She... doesn't know what to do. She wants to disappear and she has to fight her eyes, stop when she feels the warmth prickling behind them.]

Don't fight, Jin, Genos. I'll--I can spy on her. Don't fight her.

[Isn't that just as dangerous?

He sighs, wraps an arm around her shoulders and tugs her into a hug.

He hates this helplessness.]

[Absolutely not. The arm almost surprises her but she doesn't pull away.

The memory strikes like her like a truck. The blonde boy, the brother, the kid who accompanies all her happiest memories.

In her arms. His expression vacant, his eyes dull, a bullet wound through his forehead. She tenses with Genos's arms around her. She feels another piece of her world collapsing around her.]

Don't. Fight. Jin.

[He feels her tense up and just hugs her tighter. He's here. He's right here, he's not going anywhere for now.

That chest is definitely metal.

He makes no promises.]

[She kind of misses his familiar warmth and heartbeat but who is she to say that.]

... I think I need more than an afternoon.

[He can't undo this now.]

You've got me for the day.

[She nods. She's afraid to talk about what she saw. Afraid that saying it out loud will be bad luck on them both.

She's quiet as the taxi finally pulls over. Honestly, it's just enough that he's near her. But she nods to the door.]

Come on.

[He follows her out, quieter than usual.

There has to be something he can do.]

[Anything that doesn't get him hurt she doesn't care about.]

Don't look so miserable.

[She has picked the worst person.]

I'm not miserable, I'm thinking.

[She didn't pick anything. It just happened.]

Think about something else. [There's a beat as she holds the door open for him.]

... Don't leave me. I won't leave you, so you can't leave me, either.